Fancy meeting you here

Love this! The fabulous DWJ sent me this photo of us bumping into each other on her way home from work last nite. Funny, I barely remember it… Tee hee. ;) I’m headlining the DC Improv this week. One more show tonite. If you’re in the area and looking for something fun to do, come on down and check us out!

DC IMPROV
1140 Connecticut Avenue, NW
Washington, DC 20036
(202) 296-7008
Tickets: http://www.symfonee.com/improv/dc/home/Index.aspx

Pumps & Punchlines

I had the pleasure of performing at the kickoff of an awesome new comedy concert series called Pumps & Punchlines in Schenectady, NY last Friday! As you may have guessed from the title, it’s an all female show. And it features some of the funniest ladies in the country!… Or does it sound too self-important when I say that? I was talking about the other ladies (Erin Foley, Rachel Feinstein, and Renee Gauthier), not me… Not that I don’t think I’m funny, just…

Oh nevermind.

The show was at the Mainstage at Proctors Theatre, which is just a gorgeous room.

Standing on the stage looking out, I’d swear it was the theatre where MJJ shot the video for “You Are Not Alone.”

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Beau-tie Supply

…Because sometimes when you go to a beauty supply store for conditioner, what you really need is a necktie.

Double-U-Tee-Eff is up with all the extra stuff these beauty supply store proprietors are hocking? Belts, ballet flats… neckties? For real. It’s like anything they can get a good deal on they just stack up against the wall and slap a price tag on it. Pretty sure I saw a ThighMmaster in the corner by the wig caps. I’mma have to go back and make sure. SMH.

I guess…

LNHIOB

This is me dissing the first man in my life who’s ever given me a flower.

This was taken right after Tim, the organizer of the benefit I performed at, thanked me for participating and tried to hug me. He leaned in and I said, “Un uh. No hugs.” What??? Pretty pink rose or not — y’all know how I feel about hugs. And so did the audience, because the second to last joke I told was about how I hate being hugged. Tim wasn’t in the room when I told the joke — he went to buy the flower — but I didn’t know that. So when he tried to hug me, I thought he was kidding.

And he thought I was an ass.

The crowd laughed hard, but what made it even worse is I didn’t know he hadn’t heard the bit until he mentioned the diss on my way out and I explained the whole situation. Glad he said something or I don’t think he would want to be my friend anymore. Sorry Tim!!! Let’s [not] hug it out, though.

You’re a mean one, Mr. Jackson

I caught Old Man Jackson posting his no trick-or-treat signs this evening. I knew he was on his way to hang them because he asked me if you spelled “treat” with an “e” and an “a” or two “e’s” because it didn’t look right to him. I should have told him it was the second way. Would have made for a much funnier photo. I’ve been calling him Mean Old Man Jackson all day and yelling out the window for people to get off his lawn. Even though there was no one on the lawn.

This one was taken from inside my Halloween Prison. Let me out, Scrooge!!! These kids’ costumes are so cute I just wanna go outside on the sneak tip and give them some Mentos out of my purse. I hope someone breaks me outta here.

Attica! Attica!